Chapter Four
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Evan
The next day I wake up alone. I would think it all had been a dream that I made up but I find her torn nightshirt at the foot of my bed where I threw it last night in my rush to get her naked. The bed is still warm where she slept. I close my eyes and catch her scent still in the room.
I'm in so much trouble. Not only am I a thirty-nine-year-old man who is lusting after a teen that just turned eighteen but I took an oath to protect her, not use and manipulate her. Good Lord, I fingered her ass last night. Someone as sweet and gentle as Rene doesn't need the kind of man I am. She needs someone younger and less...possessive.
Just thinking of her with someone else makes me want to track her down and spray her with my cum so everyone will know she belongs to me. Of course, there is another way to accomplish that. My mind shuts the idea down as fast as I think it. I'm already going to hell, I don't need to be crowned the next King, and knocking my innocent little girl up would put the crown squarely on my head.
I roll out of bed and try to make my dick go down. No way am I walking around the breakfast table like this. Fox would kill me if I even tried to walk near Jane in this condition and I wouldn't blame him. If another man walked around Rene with a stiff dick I would break him.
Instead, I make my way to my office once I pull my clothes on. I have snacks in there so I won't need to go make an appearance at the table this morning. Once inside I shut the door and sit at my desk. It was fairly easy getting all of my work transferred to remote work once the quarantine hit. As a business consultant for three of the biggest firms on the East Coast, I can do most if not all of my work from home anyway, so having to transfer all my files wasn't too big of an issue.
I have a conference call coming up in about thirty minutes and I want to make sure I am ready to go when the time comes. I'm shuffling papers around when my door creaks open. I can tell who it is even before I see her little hand come around the edge of the door. She's found me.
I wait for her to slip in and close the door before I say anything. The first thing that damn near falls out of my mouth is she better damn well keep her ass in my bed the next time but then I get control of myself again.
"Rene." She looks so damn innocent but she's up to something. She gives me a big, happy smile that I swear I would work my whole life to make sure she had on her face every day.
"Daddy." She blushes when she says it and we both know she isn't addressing me as her father.
"What do you need, Rene? I have a conference call in a few minutes and I'm going to have to focus on...what are you doing?"
She comes to me and crawls in my lap before I can tell her to keep her distance from me. There is no way Rene is in my lap and my hands aren't going to touch her. One is curled around her ass and the other holding her to me even as my mouth tells her to go.
"Rene...last night...," She stops me by putting her finger to my lips and whispering out a little shush sound.
"You don't have to say anything, Daddy. I just want to make you feel good." Her innocent wide eyes and tempting as fuck mouth make me audibly swallow the knot that’s in my throat.
"Rene..." She slides off my lap and to the carpeted floor in between my thighs. Every thought I had is instantly gone. Every. Fucking. One of them. What the fuck am I going to do to stop this? The simple answer is...I can't stop this. I couldn't lift Rene from her knees if my life depended on it - maybe if her life depended on it I could but not my own.
She works my belt free and starts working on my zipper. To keep my cock safe I help her because it is way too big to make it safe to have her unzip me right now. Then again maybe getting my cock caught in my zipper would be a fitting punishment for allowing this sweet angel to continue. When she sees my cock bounce out her eyes light up like they do on Christmas morning and I swear I fall a little more in love with her than I was before.
The love I have for Rene isn't the love I would feel for a child. It's deeper, hotter - and I don't mean in a kinky sexy way, I mean it burns me up inside until there's nothing left but thoughts of her, dreams of her, fucking obsessions of her.
Having her sweet, innocent eyes on my cock is torture. It throbs for release. Tiny beads of precum leak from the tip. She licks her lips and my body starts to shake. I'm going to cum and she isn't even going to have to do anything else other than breathe on it. Her teeth come out to bite into her bottom lip and I'm taken back to last night and the thought of sinking my teeth into the soft curve of her ass. A groan is out before I can keep it in.
The alarm on my phone goes off. "Oh shit, Rene, I have a call."
"Don't mind me, Daddy." Her eyes are alive with mischief and fun. "I'll just be down here where no one can see or hear me. I'll be extra quiet for you if you let me stay."
She winks at me and runs her tongue across her teeth. My phone rings and pulls me out of my total concentration on Rene. That girl...woman can get me to cum in no time with only a look but she doesn't even realize it.
She leans forward and swipes her tongue across the precum coating the helmet of my cock right as I pick up and say hello.
"You alright, Reed?" The man on the other side of the conversation asks. Fuck no, I'm not alright. I'm about to have a fucking heart attack because of one small, barely-legal girl just stroking me with her tongue.
"Yes, I'm fine thank you for asking. I just have something caught in my throat."
I hear the tiniest little giggle from under my desk and realize this is going to be my hell for the day. I'm going to have to work through this and sound halfway sane while the object of my obsessive thoughts is sucking my fucking dick. It's like one of the fucking trials of Hercules or something, impossible and unfair but still having to be done.
I try to focus on what I need to talk about but I swear her mouth is the devil wrapped in the guise of an angel. She licks me like I'm an ice cream cone and she's been in the sun too long. Her tongue travels up the length of my shaft until she's back at the head again. This time instead of licking around on it she puts just the tip inside of her hot mouth and sucks like she's trying to suck all the cum out. She's going to be greedy when she learns a little more, I can already tell.
My hands curl into the arms of my chair as I try desperately to listen to this man drone on and on about finding the right audience for his ad campaign, something I give less than two shits about at this time. Her little hands go to brace herself on my knees and my hands move down to cover hers. I'm absolutely fucking thankful that I invested in the hands-free option for my phone. It's a blessing and a curse since the damn earpiece picks up every sound, every moan, I'm trying to hide, too well.
Suddenly she goes all the way down, well as far as she can, on me and my cock is wrapped in the velvety softness of her tight, hot mouth. My hands leave hers and go for her head. I bury my fingers in all that dark hair and risk looking down at her. Her eyes are shining and I'm not sure if it's with merriment or she's trying to handle the size of my cock. I don't care right now. All I care about is feeling her tightness.